Check out this newish local blog, This Aint No Picnic, which chronicles the party adventures of its author (“No Picnic”), a recent transplant to PDX. Here’s an excerpt from his scathing review of the Halloween party he attended:

The only saving graces I could find(and this is largely due to the enthusiasm generated by my BRAIN COSTUME I had eaten/donned earlier in the evening) were the hallway stobes which at one point so confused this one drunken lady that she walked, screaming to a friend, into a fucking wall four or five times in rapid succession before finding her way into the Juicy onslaught that was: the kitchen.